Zeher
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Vision without execution is just hallucinations
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Zeher17dCommentedIs that also why Maxi didn't recognize him?
It felt as though he had aged forty years instead of four. It just so happened that his appearance was not exactly young either, and no one around him saw him as a mere lad of sixteen.- Zeher17dCommentedRiftan let out a dejected laugh. At last, the reason for his mother's actions became clear. Anger and betrayal began to boil up from the pit of his stomach.
- Zeher17dCommentedHe stumbled back. His foot caught on the leg of a fallen chair, sending him crashing onto the floor. The wreath he had carried with such care lay squashed beneath him, but it was the last thing on his mind. Riftan blinked up in bewilderment. His mind could not grasp what he was seeing.
- Zeher17dCommented"What in the devil are you doing? We're up to our ears in work here!"
- Zeher17dCommentedRiftan glanced over again and caught the girl's crystal bead-like eyes twinkling.
- Zeher17dCommentedAfter a brief pause, he placed the wreath back down. As soon as he pretended to leave with the cart, the little girl began skipping up and down in dismay. Riftan had to suppress his laughter as he picked the wreath back up.
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Riftan be like
Resting against the window was a wreath made of colorful summer flowers. Riftan blinked vacantly at it before picking it up. He stared at it for a moment, then glanced around. Not far away, the little girl silently watched him from behind a tree. - Zeher17dCommentedSuddenly, their eyes met. The girl looked startled and ducked behind the door. Riftan stifled a laugh when he realized her dress and red curls were still visible.
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Maxi be like
Riftan was trying his best to complete his list of menial tasks without getting on anyone's nerves when a head of lush red curls caught his eye. He froze and stood blinking like a simpleton, clutching an armful of firewood. Peeking into the smithy from behind the door was the duke's daughter. - Zeher17dCommentedThe relief he felt at seeing her well was short-lived. His heart sank when he noticed her downcast, pale gray eyes. Could it be that she was waiting for her dog to come back? Her round eyes glanced around before fixing despondently back on the dirt. Riftan watched her do this several times before he sped past.
- Zeher17dCommentedTaking such a roundabout way while hauling a basket of heavy metal felt like a fool's errand, but he had to see for himself that the girl was all right. He slowed as he approached the annex and carefully scanned the garden. The little girl was crouched in front of a flower bed, scraping the dirt with a twig.
- Zeher17dCommentedWhen he finally managed to fill the basket with horseshoes, he hoisted them onto his shoulder and headed for the stables. The path took him through the forest, where the castle's annex came into view. His steps slowed. The urge proved to be too great, and he found himself walking in the direction of the building.
- Zeher17dCommentedThe blacksmith snorted loudly. "We've no use for weaklings."
- Zeher17dCommentedIt astonished him that he had the energy for it after being bedridden for two days. In a single burst of speed, he crested one hill after another and reached the castle grounds.
- Zeher17dCommentedRiftan's shoulders sagged with relief. He dropped his head and rubbed his aching neck. Barely thirty minutes had passed since he had witnessed the little girl charging at the monster, but he felt as though he had aged at least three years.
- Zeher17dCommentedRiftan glared back at the man. These were the same people who had allowed a defenseless child to wander the forest with nothing but a hound for protection. What right did they have to stop him? He was the one who had rescued her, therefore should be allowed to see her recovery.
- Zeher17dCommented"I just want to make sure she's all right."
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Riftan be like
It was the most horror-stricken Riftan had ever felt, and he found himself frozen to the spot.